who has not worked up the courage to finally wear a diaper
Considering Adisc is a adult only site now, whoever answers no deserves to get smacked by any member willing to get in a line. Even people who live with their parents should reasonably be able to hide some depends or something.
Woah woah woah. That's a bit unfair. OP, is it something you're struggling with?
Considering Adisc is a adult only site now, whoever answers no deserves to get smacked by any member willing to get in a line. Even people who live with their parents should reasonably be able to hide some depends or something.
what was so risky???
Forgive me for not knowing, but are you not able to transport yourself to a store? I mean, if you live way out in a rural area or something, and don't drive.....otherwise, what's stopping you? For me, I used to have a really hard time buying diapers. Before I had my license or car, I walked 2.5 miles each way to buy a pack of diapers, then double bagged them, and put them inside a fabric bag for my walk back home. I still think those diapers were the best I ever hadMy mother waiting in the car while I bought her a Mother's Day present
I don't have a license because I'm terrified of driving. I live a sheltered life, and any strange behavior is going to be questioned by my parents.Forgive me for not knowing, but are you not able to transport yourself to a store? I mean, if you live way out in a rural area or something, and don't drive.....otherwise, what's stopping you? For me, I used to have a really hard time buying diapers. Before I had my license or car, I walked 2.5 miles each way to buy a pack of diapers, then double bagged them, and put them inside a fabric bag for my walk back home. I still think those diapers were the best I ever hadBut over the last 6-7 years I've become a pro at getting them and hiding them, being able to drive is the easiest. Although I have purchased diapers while at the store with my mom. I waited for her to head to the other side of the store, said I had to go to the bathroom and that I left my wallet in the car (so I could get the keys), grabbed the diapers, dashed through the checkout, and ran them out to the car in the parking lot, stuffed them in the trunk, and headed back inside. After checking out, and heading to the car, I offered to load the grocery bags in the trunk while she waited for me. I felt brilliant. That was back when I was 14 though. Now-a-days, I don't think I'm paranoid enough, because I'll notice I left baby power out, leave a receipt with diapers on it on the table, or didn't put the false wall I stash them behind back all the way. With the receipts my mom has found, I just say they were for a diaper drive at a church or organization. She's never questioned it further. I remember what it was like to try to build up the courage, but luckily I've learned to overcome it. It helps, I think my mom would probably be understanding, and I shared my DLism with my sister and a couple cousins who tried it with me about 4 years ago, but none of them know I still do it, nor have they ever brought it up since. I even used to get really awkward when someone would talk about diapers or potty training, but I learned that being nervous about the subject doesn't do any good. You have to act normal at all times. NO ONE is assuming you are using diapers, no one thinks, "OMG, is that person wearing a diaper?", no one thinks, "'Name' is talking about diapers, they must enjoy wearing them", no one thinks, "this teenager is buying diapers, thy must be taking them home to use for themselves". And, if somebody does think that way, it's because they are also DLs, and they understand! You just have to act normal about all diaper situations, acting different than you normally would, or avoiding things gives you a terrible tell. I have worn almost 24/7 for the last 2 1/2 years, and not a single person (outside of those mentioned, and the ADISC community) know any different!
I don't have a license because I'm terrified of driving. I live a sheltered life, and any strange behavior is going to be questioned by my parents.
No, I'm unemployed, and only do volunteer work once a week. I only receive a small weekly allowance. It's not often that I'm left home alone for very long. If I really wanted to, I could walk to the store while my parents are out for the day, but if they called and I didn't call them back right away they'd be suspicious.Can you walk or take a bike? I don't mean to sound pushy, but you are 20 years old - you are an adult, and unless there are circumstances, such as a disability or something (if so, disregard what I'm saying) - the only person who can change your situation is YOU. You obviously are capable of using the internet. Have you ever considered getting a pre-paid debit card and a PO Box? Then you can buy diapers online and have them shipped to your PO Box. Like I was trying to say, DON'T act strange about it. You can wear diapers without acting strange, I've been doing it for 10 years, and you haven't met nosy people until you've met my mom. I'm just trying to offer you some suggestions, but living a sheltered life is overcome-able. Don't you work or go to school?
No, I'm unemployed, and only do volunteer work once a week. I only receive a small weekly allowance. It's not often that I'm left home alone for very long. If I really wanted to, I could walk to the store while my parents are out for the day, but if they called and I didn't call them back right away they'd be suspicious.
I appreciate the effort you put into your posts, but I never said I was complaining. Like you, I come from a low-income family. Higher education is out of the question. I've been looking for work since almost immediately since graduating high school, but application after application goes unanswered. My father thinks I don't want to work or something, but he doesn't understand what the job market is like today. His first job was handed to him.See, this is the way you can't think. If you leave and your parents call, but you don't answer - the LAST thing your parents are going to think is that you are out buying diapers. If they ask, say it was a nice day, you went for a walk. You aren't lying, you went for a walk - you don't have to mention the diapers. I don't see why they would have a problem with that, you are 20 YEARS OLD! I'm going to be honest, I can't relate to being sheltered. I drove from Michigan to Florida on spring break hen I was 17 - by myself. I lived on my own for a year before moving back home and going to college.
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What I'm trying to get at, in the nicest way possible, is that you can't seek help if you are unwilling to change. I'm not good at reading people, so correct me if I'm wrong, but it sounds like you want more freedom. It sounds like you might fear backlash from your parents if you stray too far, or leave some sort of boundaries that have been set. Your parents sound like helicopter parents. It seems to me, you should either be working, getting an education, or both - and I can't understand why your parents wouldn't be pushing that. I have always been a firm believer that if you don't like something about your life, complaining and whining will not get you ANYWHERE. If you don't take a risk, you'll never know what could have happened.
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When I moved away from home when I turned 18, I took a HUGE risk. My parents were NOT happy. I planned to move to a place 5 hours away from the place that was my home my whole life, 5 hours away from my family. I had no job in this new place, I had $1,000 to my name that I had saved up over the previous year, I had my van that I filled full of old furniture from the basement and my grandparents, I had my cat, and I had a full tank of gas. That was it. My parents said they WOULD NOT finance my decision, and not to look for them to help. However I was told that if I decided to come home, the door would always be open. So I left, with everything I had in my van - 5 hours away. I had never been, and never have been, so scared before or since in my life. I cried for most of the journey. When I got there, I knew I had to find a place to live. I managed to find a 500 sq.ft. apartment for $450/month with a $150 security deposit. Luckily the utilities companies did not ask for any money up front to start service. I moved in whatever belongings I had in that night, and used my remaining $400 to purchase food, appliances, and other things I needed to start my home. I knew I would never survive without an income. I had a rent payment, a car payment, insurance, and now utilities to pay for. I knew I had to find work to survive. After 7 days of not finding anything, I became extremely scared. I knew better than to ask my parents for help, and I refused to fail. Luckily, I finally found something - it wasn't great, and it wasn't what I wanted - but it was income, and I could pay my bills. I lived on my own for nearly a year, I even moved to a nicer city, a condo apartment, got a better job (although was working 60+ hours a week) - I started with almost nothing, and no help from anyone. In order to move, I dropped out of high school, but I got my GED before my graduating class had their commencement. I was scared out of my MIND when I moved. But I survived it. I proved to myself and my parents that I could to it, that I could make something of myself even out of the worst circumstances, and my parents respect me for it. I made many mistakes in my months away, but I had to learn - the hard way - from every single one of them. Once I proved I could live on my own, I took an awesome job back in my hometown, moved back in with my mom, and started school - so that someday I can have an even better job.
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Everything I have, I have worked my arse off for. Both of my parents have sub-$25k yearly income levels. No one in my family has any wealth of any kind. Growing up in that situation, I deided I was NOT going to live my life like my parents. I was not going to be in my 40s making less than 25k per year. When I was 11, I got a paper route, I started making money for my self. My parents NEVER gave me an allowance. If I wanted something I had to earn it. I did whatever I could to earn money. When I was 13, I had 3 paper routes, mowed lawn for 12 different people, and did whatever odd-jobs I could to make some cash. This continued all through my teens, I did whatever I could to build my reputation as a hard worker. After I moved away I worked 60+ hour weeks to make ends meet. Guess what? It is seriously starting to pay off. I have an awesome job I was OFFERED, making 40k a year in my hometown. I am a full-time student who in addition to working my butt off to make money, studied hard enough to get a 28 on my ACT, earning me scholarships so that I can be a full-time student with a triple major.
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What is my point in all this? Never let fear hold you back. In my life, I have feared failure more times than I can count - and I'm only 19. You have to be able to stare fear in the face, spit on it, fight it off - overcome it. Otherwise you will spend your life going "what if". Take risks, set goals, never let anyone stand in your way - fear is a coward - show it you aren't afraid, and you can accomplish anything.
My mother waiting in the car while I bought her a Mother's Day present